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“Xiao Luo, you’re almost twenty, right” Uncle San watched Chen Luo work diligently, his eyes filled with pride.,Working together, they filled the hole in no time. After that, they piled some soil on top and pressed it down to form a small mound. They then set the plain stone stele given to them by the court on top, and their simple grave was complete.,This world is not purely ancient, but more like a mixed era of multi-ethnic integration.。